Just when Ling Xiaoye wanted to continue dancing the twin swords, a light rain suddenly fell from the sky.

This shower is quite strange:

Except for the place where Ling Xiaoye was, it was raining, and in the rest of the places, there was not a single rain.

The rain dripped on Ling Xiaoye's body, and it made a loud sound, as if it had encountered a fire, and a white mist came out.

In an instant, Ling's surroundings were shrouded in this white mist.

The old woman in white still had her eyes closed, she stretched out her left hand, and with a movement of her fingers, those white mist immediately condensed into a three-inch-long water knife, attacking Ling Xiaoye in all directions!

In the distance, a voice sounded:

"Oh no! This kid can't resist this trick at all!"

The three elders sighed.

Bai Buning and Zhuang Meng were both solemn at this time, they didn't want this scene to appear at all.

And those people of the Han family are cheering now

"Ha, I finally took this person's dog life!"

"Not dying is not enough to be angry with the people!"

"Pain, Aunt Zu is a cow, so relieving. ”

Just when these voices sounded, where Ling Xiaoye was, there was a strange crashing sound, clanging, and the mist was connected, making it impossible to see clearly what happened to Ling Xiaoye.

At this time, the spiritual power of the old woman in white had begun to dissipate, and the people of Qinglanmen, who were suppressed on the ground, were able to stand up.

They didn't dare to act rashly, and in the face of such a powerful warrior, the fear from the bottom of their hearts made them secretly pray for good luck for their master:

"Boss! should be fine, right?"

"I hope the boss can get through. ”

"I'm useless! I can't help at all. ”

"The boss has done so much for us, but we can only do nothing here......"

......

The pessimistic mood began to spread among these Qinglanmen disciples.

Even the third and fourth elders, Zhuang Meng, and a few others were silent.

Shout!

From the white mist, there was a sharp sound.

The old woman in white opened her eyes suddenly, stared at the mist tightly, and whispered, "Could it be that this young man is not injured?"

Woohoo!

One after another, the screams rang out, and even the people of the Han family in the distance noticed it:

"Huh, what's going on?"

"Grandma doesn't seem to have this trick before!"

"Is it okay, that damn boy, ......"

"How is it possible, that man will definitely die!"

Woohoo......

Countless sharp voices sounded, and then, countless phantom flying knives completely dissipated the mist.

Ling Xiaoye's figure appeared in everyone's field of vision again.

"He, nothing at all!"

"This, this, this!"

The people of the Han family let out a cry of disappointment.

And the people of Qinglanmen on the ground, after seeing this, let out a cheer:

"Look, I said it, the boss will be fine!"

"It's so powerful, the head of the sect is not even afraid of the martial artist of Lingmingjing!"

"Ahaha, it's always like this. ”

......

Hearing these voices, the old woman in white let out a cold snort:

"The old body is only showing thirty percent of its strength, boy, don't be too happy. ”

"Oh, this attack is only thirty percent, it looks like you still have a trick old lady, right?"

Ling Xiaoye had experienced those rain-stricken-knife attacks, and there was nothing to do, but now he showed a breezy expression and spoke leisurely.

The old woman in white pondered for a moment, and then continued: "If I don't talk to you quickly, the next move, you will stay here forever!"

After speaking, the old woman's hands, like dead trees, quietly stretched out, and suddenly the aura near here was suddenly pulled over, and a gust of wind rolled up.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoye closed his eyes.

The people of the Han family in the distance, when they saw Ling Xiaoye's appearance, said vicious words:

"Arrogant guy, just now Grandma just didn't use all her strength, this time, see how you can prevent it!"

"With his level, he needs grandma to attack with all her strength, and you think too highly of him!"

"That's right, this son may be carrying a heavy treasure and being able to survive in the spell, only one or two attacks, he has no true yuan mana, and he will inevitably be killed by his grandmother. ”

"Just let him close his eyes and die without knowing how to die......"

Far away, these voices could also be captured by Ling Xiaoye's keen ears.

From the time he entered the Han Mansion, until now, Ling Xiaoye seemed to have endured the ridicule and ridicule of most of the people here, and was looked down upon.

Now, Ling Xiaoye was thinking about these words, if he was usual, he would definitely ignore them, but today, he really needed this kind of words, this kind of words that stinged him.

If you sting people's hearts, you are more likely to provoke anger in your heart.

And with anger, the killing intent will be thickened.

What's more, in this world of the jungle, the consequence of not rising up and resisting is to be slaughtered by others.

In Ling's sea of knowledge, all kinds of memories flashed and surfaced, and they kept repeating themselves like marquees.

Everyone in Qinglanmen was arrested, and he was looked down upon so much, and the anger that Ling Xiaoye had accumulated from the beginning erupted in an instant.

The intention of killing suddenly rose.

As a result, all kinds of forces in Ling Xiaoye's body began to boil and tumble like hot water, impacting his body to a very hot spot.

The old woman in white seemed to feel the abnormality on Ling Xiaoye's body, she hurriedly grabbed the speed of spell casting, and the dark clouds in the sky instantly became larger again.

Originally, it was just dusk, but now that such a large dark cloud appeared, the sky immediately darkened, and it was very dark and there was no difference.

Such a situation is a joy for the people of the Han family. The peerless master of their Han family made such a big move, which means that this young man who made trouble in the Han family is one step closer to death.

But for everyone in Qinglanmen, this is sad. They originally thought that this old lady of the Han family should not pose too much of a threat to their master. Such a situation is like a basin of cold water, which has extinguished the original flame of hope.

It's just that under such a vision of heaven and earth, whether it is the people of the Han family or the disciples of the Qinglan Sect, they are now all suppressed by this powerful force, and they all involuntarily retreat.

The retreating Fourth Elder Bai Buning was worried, and said, "The strength of this Spirit Mirror is really unpredictable. But that stupid boy, why doesn't he have the same cleverness as before, and he is still there stupidly waiting for this other person to sharpen his knife!"

The third elder dragged his tired body, frowned, and said, "Perhaps, he thought of a way to crack it. ”

"Yes, I believe in Master Ling, he would not normally be so stupid and hit his head against the wall. ”

Zhuang Meng looked serious at this time and said seriously.